I stare at the TV watching scenes of car accidents and hurricanes........and the next thing I know, it is 7:30. Omigawd!! No time to do everything I had hoped. I look at myself in the mirror and decide that what I'm wearing will be fine with a few adjustments. I remove my bra and unbutton all buttons but the one in between my breasts and the one below that. I then grab my highest, sexiest, strappiest heels and, upon donning them, I admire myself in the mirror again. I shake my hair loose so that it spills photo of rape of nankind nicely over my shoulders and then set to work on my makeup. I know just how to apply it so I look slutty enough to get noticed and sweet enough that they don't expect too much. Damn, 5 minutes til 8, Tris is gonna kill me! I jump in my car and speed downtown but I can't remember where the club is or even what it is called so I drive up and down 26th until I spot a place that looks unfamiliar. It doesn't really look new but perhaps they aren't done with the renovations yet. I step out of the car into the cold night air and my nipples instantly harden and press against the thin material of my blouse. As I walk into the building I get an uneasy feeling and almost leave but I know Tris would be very upset if I stood her up so I decide to just go in long enough to look for her. Most of the people are of questionable appearance and I'm not sure whether I should proceed but I spot the bar on the opposite side of the room and decide a drink would calm my anxiety. I finally reach the bar and order myself a fuzzy navel with vodka and find a relatively clean stool. I sip my drink, keeping an eye on the door in case Tristen should show.
"Hello, Sexy" says a voice from lips that next brush my ear. I move away, startled by his forwardness. He recognizes the fear in my eyes. "Nothing to be afraid of. I'm just trying to be friendly." I take a good look at him and find him actually quite attractive. Nice, strong body, clean-shaven with short dark hair that looks so soft I almost want to reach up and run my fingers through it. But his most striking feature are his eyes. Icy blue that seem to go right through me. He takes my hand and smiles a little so that I can't be sure if it is a smile or a smirk photo of rape of nankind. "I'd love to get to know you. My apartment is only a few blocks away and it is much quieter." I pull my hand away. "I really don't think so." I may be easy but I didn't even know this guys name. What nerve!
"Have it your way. But you'll wish you had taken me up on my little offer," He replied, his voice hard and cold, and walks away. A bit shaken by this I decide to just leave. Fuck Tristen, she'll just have to party without me. I stand up to go and find myself quite dizzy and nauseous. I hurry to the ladies room but it passes within minutes. Must've been the drink, I don't drink much so just a little is plenty. Stepping out of the restroom I notice that same man leaning on the wall next to the door. "I just thought I'd give you one more chance." This was too much. "One more chance for what? To fuck a loser like you? I hardly think that is going to happen." In a flash his arm wraps around my waist and he snarls into my ear, "O, but I think it WILL happen."
I scream as he pulls me into the mens room and he chuckles, "That will only serve to let them know there is fresh meat to be had. A mating call if you will. Then again, you say you will not...we'll see about that."
I continue to struggle but he is much stronger than me. I notice that there are several men already in the room eyeing me. One of them already has his cock in his hands, presumably thinking of all the ways he could use me. Stunned by this thought I stop struggling and the man who is holding me takes advantage of this. "Such lovely breasts" he mutters as he rips open my blouse. "You really shouldn't keep them hidden like that." He grabs one of them roughly and squeezes until I'm sure it is going to bruise. "So big and soft." Two of the men move to stand in front of the door and I am let go. I stand for a moment staring at them but my panic starts to rise and I turn in all directions searching for an exit finding instead only lust-filled men. I dart desperately in and out of the stalls knowing I will find no escape and then run towards the door. I claw and kick at the men blocking it but they only laugh at my sorry attempt for freedom. They let me go on like this for quite awhile, apparently enjoying the show. After what seems an eternity but is probably more like 10 minutes I start to tire and one of the men, the same one who had pulled his dick out early on, grabs my hair and pulls my head down so that I'm looking directly at his big, purple cock. "Suck it." is all he says.
Still determined to not give in I meekly reply, "no". He let go of my hair and I straighten up, sure that I had won. SMACK! His hand leaves my cheek burning. "When I say to suck it, you'd better fucking suck it." Again grabbing my hair and pulling my head down. "Suck it. And you'd better suck it good, you little whore." I look at it, not wanting to do what he asks but I feel his hand tighten in my hair and know that I'd better do it. I close my eyes and take the head into my mouth but the minute I do he holds my head and pushes his cock down my throat. I gag and try to move but he has a firm grip on my head and I can't seem to get away from him. As I squirm I feel hands on my hips pulling my ass up, straightening my legs. My skirt is lifted above my waist and there are fingers on the outside of my panties feeling my ass and my cunt. "What pretty little panties. It's such a shame I'll have to rip them."
And with that I feel something cold that I can only guess is a knife on my skin as he cuts them away. I feel my panic start in again and begin squirming about, trying to get away from the hands that hold me but I go nowhere.
Instead I feel a sharp slap on my ass and a voice behind me "Hold still, bitch. I don't want to use this knife for anything else, but I will."
I guess this broke the ice because all of the men, I think there 6 of them crowd around me and start touching me all over. There were hands on my breasts, stomach, hair, ass. I still have a cock in my mouth and now there are fingers moving in and out of my cunt, the humiliation of it is almost too much. I feel tears welling up as the cock continues to pump in and out of my mouth and fingers tweak my nipples and clit. Just when I think it can't get any worse I feel a cock slap against my ass and in one quick moment it is deep in my cunt, making me scream from not only the shock but the pain. I'm no virgin but this thing must be huge. My pussy burns as he starts to thrust hard and deep, and he pushes me forward as he burrows himself in so that the cock in my throat goes even deeper and within seconds he is cumming, first in my mouth and then pulling out of my mouth to spray his cum on my face and in my photo of rape of nankind hair. When he is finished he wipes his dick through my hair to get the rest of the cum off.